Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

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This is a quiet and elegant suite.

Ice crystal wool carpet on the ground not only has good sound-absorbing insulation and dehumidification, but also has massage points to eliminate fatigue, making your feet feel cool and refreshing as soon as you step on it.

The classiness and taste of the suite can be seen from this worthwhile handmade carpet, as well as from the artisanal furniture carefully carved out by the master.

Looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of a velvet bed, it is a sea of bibbly hectares, shimmering on the sea, billions of silver fish flashing, and countless cloudy wingbirds soaring beneath the white clouds of the blue sky, dragging out a wonderful arc.

Skywingbird is a rare bird that grows only in Tidu “extreme celestial realm, celestial star”. Its wings are wide and stretch to reach nearly 100 meters. When it travels through the cloud crack, it makes a shocking and horrifying sound. The mighty hero has reached the extreme point and was once regarded as a symbol of the royal family.

In the light of the sun, the sea has changed to silver in thousands of different layers, which is the unique landscape of the “Secret Silver Sea”, famous by the Emperor.

Take a deep breath and even smell the sea breeze that is unique to the Secret Silver Sea, with a slight mixture of metallic and dusty notes, which is extremely refreshing.

All of this is indicative of the building in which the suite is located, near the Secret Silver Sea of Tidu.

But really finding a way to open this "landing window," you'll find it's just a fantastic, uniquely gigantic light.

Even the so-called "unique smell of the Silver Sea" is slowly released through a synthetic odor generator hidden in the corner of the ceiling.

In fact, the entire suite does not have half a window, no matter if you can't see the sea.

No matter how hard you congeal your soul, it won't be long before you hit a metal wall that looks endless.

The specially treated iron walls of copper walls prove the true purpose of this suite, hidden beneath an elegant and quiet exterior.

No matter how luxurious the decor is, no matter how relaxing the atmosphere is, no matter how respectful the people who come in sooner or later to deliver and serve, this is still just a cell.

The "Guest” in the suite, a small monkey with a knife-cut axe-cut wrinkle on his face, made the old man with deep wrinkles in his eyes aware of his situation.

But he still stands in front of the screen disguised as a landing window and breathes the air of the "sea breeze" rolling over the view of the Secret Silver Sea of the Emperor.

In this way, keep your brain agile.

Ten minutes after the break, the elderly returned to the desk next to the "landing window”.

Out of respect or fear for his identity, the other party did not take away his commandments.

However, this suite is equipped with a very special disturbance array, which severely interferes with his kung fu ring and divine soul perception, prevents him from extracting his crystal brain and armor, and prevents him from transmitting even a single mindset to the outside world.

He could only work with an old-fashioned computer provided by the other party, the Special Commission of Inquiry.

This crystalline brain is blocked in one direction, unable to transmit data to the outside world, and can only accept data from several Spirit Network nodes designated by the other party.

And the old man has no doubt that every word he writes with this crystal brain will be seen by the other person for the first time.

Even so, after a moment of silence, he wrote intermittently, as he had just done:

“… in the vast sea of stars, there is a great lack of ancient land warfare, mountain ranges and river blockades, and once the gates of the stars have been established or mastered, the attacker is free to choose the time and location of the attack.

“Modern deep space fleet configurations, with even greater self-sufficiency, can escape the limitations of the planet and operate independently in the stars and oceans for decades and centuries, which can be greatly prolonged once a planet's vast resources are attacked and plundered.

“Yes, therefore, cosmic warfare is a war of extreme admiration for offense. Maintaining the existence and deterrence of the Deep Space Fleet is paramount. In the short term, defense makes no sense. Conquering more habitable planets and resource planets that are devastating makes no sense. The people who trap the planet's surface are buried deep beneath the earth, unable to collect and metallurgize resources instantaneously, makes no sense!

“People are on the ground, people are dead, the Alliance's current strategy is‘ Lost and Found ’. For more than a decade, our army has been fighting for a long time, but it has not seriously weakened and struck the Alliance's main fleet, and the other side is likely to roll back!

“With a major blow to our main fleet, tens of thousands of logistical nodes that need to be stationed in the fleet in the newly rehabilitated Great Thousand Worlds will instantly become a burden for our army.

“If in the next two or three large-scale duels our army were to be disturbed by these light rejuvenation and logistical nodes, the idea of a slight separation would be extremely susceptible to being defeated individually by the Alliance's main fleet, completely losing its strategic initiative and turning the whole battle around.

“Therefore, in the overall strategy for the next phase, neither the vigilance nor even the illusion that the enemy will surrender easily, nor the gain or loss of a planet or even a thousand worlds, should remain constant in the pressure and disturbance of the core world of the Alliance, actively searching for and strategically dueling with the Alliance.

“Only a complete victory in the strategic showdown will mark the beginning of a whole new phase of war.

“If we fail in the strategic showdown, we should not hesitate to abandon the more than a dozen grand worlds that have just recovered, shrinking the line of defense to the 'Falcon-Ancient River' line and avoiding the possibility of total military overthrow…”

The old man wrote here, silenced like a statue for a long time, erased the word "all army overthrown” and then wrote it and then erased it again, repeated it three or four times, and eventually left four extremely dazzling words there.

Even in such a bizarre atmosphere, these four words are suspected of shaking the heart of the army, no matter what!

There was a gentle knock outside, which seemed very respectful.

The old man preserved the passage he had just written and stood up faceless and opened the door.

As usual, the outside of the suite is a metal tunnel that leads to nowhere. The tunnel is surrounded by hundreds of millions of tons of metal, and the mind can't penetrate.

More than twenty heavily armed pieces of armor can be perceived within a mere ten metres. All aggressive symbols are activated and the firepower of the storm can be poured out at any time.

And deep in the darkness, we don't know how many people are hiding.

His entourage and his guards, none of them.

He was served by a new female soldier - always a new female soldier, courteous and respectful, humbled to the point, of course, and unknowingly, never answered any of his questions.

However, the female soldier brought new news - the “review session” would begin an hour after dinner.

This surprises the elderly a little.

Because he had never heard the name "Review Conference” before.

He should have gone to the Special Commission of Inquiry in Didu to assist in the investigation of the "Blood League Incident", and even to the House of Lords to make a generous statement in front of the Five Hundred Dollars to clarify the status quo of the front line and the threats hidden in the calm - that is how the other side promised him that he would leave his fleet, his own officers and his soldiers.

But now...

What kind of "review conference” would begin with being held under house arrest in this heavily guarded, heavily guarded, heavily guarded cell?

Though there are hundreds of millions of tons of doubt and anger in the chest of the old man, there is no star and a half in the waveless eyes of the ancient well.

He is not the kind of so-called "strong man” who, in his own estate, comfortably builds up a realm of former infants and even deities with astronomical digital resources, empty-handed, essentially weak in will, desolate in heart and unscathed.

He is a soldier of iron blood who soaked steel and flames into the bone marrow, quenched in nearly two hundred years of shooting rain, glow and cannon ash.

It was the bitter silence star in the hundreds of degrees sweeping the icy wind, the red lotus star erupting into thousands of meters of high magma, the green devil star in the jungle tens of thousands of deadly venoms, the horrible star alien "Hong Long” in the fractured star domain, as well as the fixer's knife of war, the bullet of the saint allies, the extraterritorial celestial demon's phantom energy through the brain... many terrible powers, in a single death and lifetime of killing, jointly shaped him, from the old stateless, delusional, often laughed at as a fool, to today, the “god of war” thunder!

Compared to the enemies he had met, even if it was a Special Commission of Inquiry plot, it was just a summer afternoon habit.

In accordance with the habit cultivated over hundreds of years, within three minutes, after eating lunch at the speed of soldiers, Lei Chenghu used a 10-minute punch to promote digestion, ensuring that every grain of food was converted into energy, fed into the surrounding cells, and there was no half-waste of resources, so he sat down again and wrote this article entitled "The Next Stage of Combat Strategies against Hostiles".

The trapped and dangerous environment, including the sudden “review meeting”, did not affect the old general in any way.

Half an hour later, he had roughly set up the frame, but without the secretary's brightness, the sentence seemed a little too rough.

Once again, there was a loud and gentle banging outside. Big compliments on the banging.

But this time, Ray Sung-hoo didn't get up and open the door.

Because he suddenly felt that the dwarves who came in the name of the Review Conference did not deserve an extra second.

Indeed, after three minutes of silence, the door was silently opened from the outside, and the three human spirits could walk in at a rigid pace and stand in front of him dead.

“Psst! ”

The surface of the three human spirits can be puppeted, the light shadow flashes for a moment, and a magical and unique virtual optical film is put on the surrounding cover, forming three pointy-tipped brains, the skin smiling flesh not laughing like a monster.